Lucas Cute Novels & Stories

She is really getting used to it. "Yup! She doesn't even know how to respect herself. It's a good thing that even though I'm drunk I was able to reject her," Lucas said with so much disgusted with his eyes. "Supposedly disgusted but if I didn't catch it, it probably would have continued," Laughing promise by Joshua Lambert. He is the noisiest of them all and he is also the one where Hera feels very light. Maybe because the way he stares at her was not the same way Kyle and Lucas stared at. Those two are bit serious while Joshua is so fun to be with. He is so talkative, that’s why.

He looked healthy and happy. I wanted to grab the phone and never let go. I wanted to reach through the screen and hold my baby. "He is beautiful," I said, my voice steady despite the tears threatening behind my eyes. "He has his mother's eyes," Lucas said softly. "Sometimes when I look at him, I see her. It is hard." Another lie. Lucas had never cared about Rachel's eyes or anything else about her. I scrolled through more photos. Ethan smiling. Ethan sleeping. Ethan in a tiny suit that looked expensive and uncomfortable.

I must be going crazy. Lucille's eyes started water, causing Luciano to panic even more. "Then, am I not cute anymore?" she asked. "Since I'm a big girl now?" She was so close to tears, so I held onto her hand and pulled her towards me, giving her a hug. "You're still cute, my baby. No matter how big you get, you'll still be very cute." She pulled away from me and looked at Luciano's panicked face. "It's okay, mister. I'm not upset," she suddenly said, causing Luciano's eyes to go wide.

Lucious was caught by surprise a little, forcing him to look down about to kick whatever it was off of him when he stopped. Taken aback by the sight before him, Lucious’ body stiffened at the close proximity, his face pulling in to a frown as he saw a small girl of about 9 or 10 years holding onto his legs tightly. He didn’t like it when any female came close to him— even if it was a female child. He hated them. And he hated children more, they were so annoying.

Then she reached Leo's desk. She smiled. "You've worked very hard." Leo grinned. Miss Emma looked carefully at the drawing. There was Naomi. There was Martha. There was Leo. And there was... Lucas. Miss Emma looked surprised. "Who's this?" Leo smiled proudly. "My friend Lucas." "Oh?" "He likes mountains." Miss Emma laughed. "I've heard that." Then she noticed something else. Lucas and Leo looked almost identical in the drawing. The same hair. The same eyes. The same smile.

Lucian looked at me with no emotion in his cold grey eyes. “Pull that off," he muttered, waving his hands at my bra. My face flushed and I sat up, unhooking the strap of my bra and pulling it away. My boobs bounced out, displaying my hard and erect nipples. His lips turned up in a smirk as he fixed his gaze on the pink buds. “Get on the bed and spread your legs," he ordered. Unlike Killian, Lucian was fond of giving off orders instead. He seemed colder and crueler than his brother, Killian.

Trying to figure out what he meant by Luna. “I am not a Luna. I can’t even become a wolf. I don’t even have the powers that you have. I can’t even free myself from your grip.” Replying. Trying to keep my pose. Pretending not to fear him. “You are fucking crazy. Your accusations are ridiculous.” I spat at his feet. Roman stared down at his feet as Mia’s spit fell to the ground. He turned around and walked out of the cage. Locking the gate. Staring into her eyes, growling.

Emma suddenly got really shy and made the cutest little whinny sound, hiding behind Lucus. "You are so effing adorable," Lucus cooed. They had finished their ice cream and were about to leave when Emma spotted a cute puppy plush in a toy store window. It instantly reminded her of Lucus. "What are you looking at?" Lucus asked from behind. "It's you!" Emma pointed at the puppy plush. Lucus smiled, then suddenly saw a baby kitten plush right next to the puppy and pointed at it. "And that's you," he said, turning to Emma. He gasped and got closer to the glass. "Oh my god, it's us!" Lucus laughed and then grabbed Emma's hand and entered the store.

Lucian stopped and said, "I will come back to you tomorrow, Miss Louisa. Will be staying in my tent for tonight." Then, he walked off. I held the wooden box tightly in my hands and walked into the tent. Lucas was sitting on a chair with one crossed leg and taking a nap. He was leaning against the stand with one hand supporting his head. He was wearing a simple white shirt and black pants. Under the dim light, his face looked strikingly handsome. I couldn't even recognize him, because when he was awake, his facial expression was always so intense and fierce. He seldom looked so calm and peaceful.